“Swoosh~”

“Ahhh…”

With a scream, the black cloud chasing Hua Qingcheng was covered by the holy golden light from the Holy Son's Buddhist beads.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's affairs?" The vengeful spirit roared like an angry lion. However, no matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape the holy golden light.

The Holy Son looked at the black cloud with a solemn expression and said, "You vengeful spirit, you kill innocent people and destroy all living things. Today, I have come to subdue you!"

After saying this, the Holy Son recited an ancient mantra, and the Buddhist beads in his hand became brighter and brighter.

The resentful spirit felt immense pressure. Knowing it was no match for the Holy Son, it roared unyieldingly, "I refuse to surrender! Heaven is so unfair! Why should I die unjustly?"

The Holy Son sighed and said, "Everything in this world has cause and effect. If you are dissatisfied, you should seek the righteous path instead of harming the innocent. The souls you devoured could have been reincarnated, but because of you, they are eternally unable to be reborn. Only by letting go of resentment can you transcend the cycle of reincarnation."

The vengeful spirit was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the Son's words.

At this moment, the Son of God took the opportunity to exert his strength, converging the light of the Buddhist beads into a beam of light, which directly hit the vengeful spirit.

"Ah..." The vengeful spirit let out a final scream, and soon turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in the air.

"Amitabha!"

The Son of God clasped his hands together, then returned to Yu Xiaotian's body and fell silent again.

"Xiaotian, are you okay?"

Hua Qingcheng rushed back from outside Xiangyang Temple and saw Yu Xiaotian, who was a little shaky due to excessive use of spiritual power, as soon as she returned to the red rose field.

"Your Highness, I'm fine."

Yu Xiaotian's face was slightly pale, but he still smiled tenderly at Hua Qingcheng. He had just used too much force, causing the Holy Son to appear, and now he was just a little weak.

Hua Qingcheng supported Yu Xiaotian and asked with concern: "You said you were fine, but look you can't even stand steadily." As she said that, she helped Yu Xiaotian sit down on a big rock beside her.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I just need to take a rest." Yu Xiaotian said with a smile.

Hua Qingcheng looked at Yu Xiaotian in front of her, and a warm feeling rose in her heart. She took out the contracted harp, gently plucked the strings, and played a requiem.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the red rose field, as if carrying a magical power to soothe the souls of the children who died unjustly.

As the sound of the piano spread, illusory figures gradually emerged. Their confused faces gradually revealed a peaceful look.

After Hua Qingcheng played the last note, she took a deep breath and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"I hope you can rest in peace and be reincarnated soon." She said softly.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, bringing with it a refreshing floral fragrance. The flowers in the red rose field seemed to sense Hua Qingcheng's affection and blossomed even more brilliantly.

"Xiaotian, have you subdued the vengeful spirit just now?" Han Yichen looked at Yu Xiaotian, whose face was slightly pale, and then took his pulse.

"Third brother, I'm fine. I just lost too much spiritual power and feel a little weak. I'll be fine after a rest. The resentful spirit is too deep and has fallen into the evil path and can't turn back. Just now... just now it has been destroyed by the Son of God." Yu Xiaotian's voice was weak, like a candle in the wind.

Thinking back to the group of wronged children's souls who had been reborn, a trace of comfort flashed in Yu Xiaotian's clear peach blossom eyes. It was worth it for him to spend so much spiritual power.

Those innocent children, who should have grown up happily under the care of their parents and relatives, were instead persecuted by evil forces and became puppets of vengeful spirits. Their grievances and resentments were as deep as an abyss.

"Qingcheng, what should we do with these red roses?" Situ Ye looked at the patches of gorgeous red roses and couldn't help but think of the children in the Charity Bureau, with a look of compassion on his face.

The children who had been killed within Xiangyang Temple were so innocent, their lives taken away to satisfy the selfish desires of some. Compared to the children whose hearts and blood had been plucked out to refine elixirs, and whose body blood had been used to irrigate the red rose fields, the children who had been rescued and placed in the Children's Welfare Bureau were truly fortunate.

Situ Ye's heart was filled with grief and anger. He could not imagine the pain and torture those children had experienced.

"Such bloody and unnatural red roses shouldn't exist in the first place. Set them on fire and destroy them all. We can't let them harm anyone anymore," Qingcheng said decisively. Her eyes were filled with determination.

These red roses are evil beings that feed on human blood and vitality. If not dealt with promptly, they will bring disaster to even more people.

Yu Xiaotian nodded slightly and said, "Although the wronged souls have been liberated and the vengeful spirits have been extinguished, ordinary fire is unlikely to dispel the thick resentment shrouding the red rose field. It could be exploited by some evil spirits. We can only summon the Holy Son to extinguish it with the Samadhi True Fire."

"Xiaotian, you have used too much spiritual power just now. If you continue to use it, will it hurt you?" Hua Qingcheng said worriedly after looking at Yu Xiaotian's slightly pale face.

"Your Highness, things have come to this. If we don't prevent future troubles, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

Yu Xiaotian smiled at Hua Qingcheng, then closed his eyes, concentrated, and used the Soul-Calling Technique to communicate with his own soul, calling upon the Holy Son. Soon, a faint golden light emanated from Yu Xiaotian's body.

The Son of God suddenly opened his eyes when he appeared again. He raised his bare hands and exerted force towards the red rose field. The red rose field immediately caught fire, and the flames spread rapidly, burning fiercely.

In the firelight, the resentment above the red rose field was purified by the Holy Son's Samadhi True Fire and gradually dissipated.

Hua Qingcheng and others watched quietly until the flames died down and the red rose field turned to ashes.

"This disaster is finally over." Hua Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's time for us to leave here."

Everyone nodded, turned around and left this place that was once full of evil and resentment with Hua Qingcheng.